A/N: Okay, sorry about this, but I just realized I might not have time to update over the next couple of days, so I wrote a short, fluffy filler chapter to appease you all… and to write this lovery author's note. ;) I may have time to update on Wednesday, but an unexpected event concerning the college class I'm going to start in January came up for tomorrow, and on top of show choir practice and helping with the middle school play tryouts as a high school assistant, and homework, I'll be totally swamped. Once again, I'm sorry, but life happens, and I'm just along for the ride.
"MARK!!! MARK!!! SAVE ME!!!!!!" I called, and ran out the door. I was amazed I even made it that far. I continued down the stairs, tripped into Edward's waiting arms at the bottom, and then untangled myself from him and ran to sit on Mark's lap.
"What's wrong?" Mark asked as he tried to peer around me at the T.V. screen.
"They're trying to make me wear some lacy number under some new fashon that I'll never be caught in unless I'm dead," I whispered with mock fear. "Don't let them get me," I pleaded.
"Isabella Marie Swan!" Rose called. There were a few whispers, and then, "I mean Kingery!"
"Bella, get your little behind back up here right now or we'll come down there to get you, and if we have to get you it will be a much less pleasant lacy number with an even more revealing outfit!" Alice warned.
"Ooops, gotta go," I said with a quick kiss on Mark's cheek. I tried to stand up, but he pinned me to his chest.
"Nope," he countered.
"Mark, did you not just hear what they said?" I asked.
"I did," he answered with a mischievous glint in his eye.
I gasped. "You WANT them to put me in the lacy number?" I squeaked, my voice rising about two octaves.
"Uh huh." Mark answered.
I turned to Carlisle. "Carlisle, you were always like a second father to me. Can you make your children behave?"
"Sorry, Bella," Carlisle answered solemnly. "I'm out of my league."
"Come on, Bella," Alice ordered. She and Rose marched into the room, and I cowered against Mark.
"I'm being held captive," I insisted.
"We know," Rose said. "But you still receive the same punishment because you wouldn't have been held captive by Mark if you hadn't run out my room in the first place."
"Mark, you are dead meat!" I threatened as they pulled me towards Rose's room again.
"Tell me again in bed tonight," Mark joked. Almost everyone laughed, and I blushed, of course.
"There's that dog again," Mark commented when Edward growled, probably because of something someone, like Mark, was thinking. Everyone looked at Edward, and he glared back.
"What?" he demanded crossly. "I'm not going to go feed it again."